The Ranch at Piney River Elements Behavioral Health Don't Go to The Ranch at Piney River Nunnelly Tennessee

I encouraged my son to go to The Ranch for treatment of his internet porn addiction and depression. We had searched in our area for a CSAT, but the nearest one was an hour and a half away. I researched other locations, but choose The Ranch after speaking with the "admissions specialist". I told this person that we were looking for CSAT therapists that used Dr. Patrick Carnes 30 Task Model. The specialist assured me that my son would get that therapy at The Ranch. Upon arrival, my son spent three days in a small room with a jigsaw puzzle watching the heroin addicts detox. He said that on day two, someone told him to pack up his suitcase because he would be moving to his House, but then it took another two days to get there. 

I didn't receive a call that he had arrived. I called several times before someone finally told me that he was there. His primary therapist called a week later to tell me that she was an expert and he was in good hands. I only heard from her on the phone two more times in the 40 days that my son was there. I had to call her supervisor to get her to respond to me about "family day" plans and discharge. 

When she finally called me, she told me that I was "spinning".  Needless to say, she wasn't impressing me with her therapeutic knowledge. I was simply trying to make plans in time to work around my job and make travel plans to come pick up my son. She was much worse in person. 

When I arrived for "family day", she was late and unprepared. She spent the first five minutes talking to the receptionist about her paycheck. She then launched into a story about why she drives a manual transmission truck. Finally she decided to find my son. She didn't appear to know what was going on. She seemed oblivious to the fact that our family has suffered from the serious effects of porn addiction. She has no business claiming she is a CSAT for young men. 

We walked to another building and found my son patiently waiting for us. She then wandered around looking for a room to meet. We sat in a room with unpacked boxes and piles of papers. She then spent about an hour with us telling us that we are "emeshed". She told me that I need to go to Alanon (I already do) and then she told my son to go to the CSAT location that is an hour and a half away from our home. The one that we already knew about, and that I told the admissions person about.

She blessed my son, gave him a hug and sent us out the door. My son told me on the way home that his therapy sessions were always like that with her. She talked about herself and seemed too busy to prepare.

My son spent most of his time hanging out with the other sex addicts-many of them gay men in realtionships, but unfaithful. One of those clients bought my son a book about being gay and told him that he is gay, So my son was diagnosed by another sex addict. 

My son also said that at his discharge physical, the nurse told him that she thought he was depressed! Great discovery on the last day. 

The family letter that they send to you tells you not to listen to your loved one if they say they want to come home. If you do have a loved one at The Racnh and they say they want to come home, drive there as fast as you can and bring them home. This place does more damage then good.